It is a running record of the creative process. (Images are purposely degraded then compressed to help protect intellectual property.)

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Generals gathered in their masses,Just like witches at black masses.Evil minds that plot destruction,Sorcerer of death's construction.In the fields the bodies burning,As the war machine keeps turning.Death and hatred to mankind,Poisoning their brainwashed minds.

Politicians hide themselves away,They only started the war.Why should they go out to fight,They leave that all to the poor.

Time will tell them they are Power Blind,Making war just for fun.Treating people just like pawns in chess,Wait till their judgment day comes.

Now in darkness world stops turning,Ashes where the bodies burning.No more war pigs have the power,Hand of God has struck the hour.Day of judgment God is calling,On their knees the war pig's crawling.Begging mercies for their sins,Satan laughing spreads his wings.